I Love Lucy

Oh, Lucy, this party's a wonderful idea.

I think so.

I still can't think why we're having this party for Ricky.

Oh, it's just something you do in Hollywood, Fred.

When a person finishes a picture,

you give a party for him.

Oh.

Oh, gee, Ethel, those hors d'oeuvres you bought

are just scrumptious.

Thanks.

But caviar... you shouldn't have done that.

Oh, why not? Well, enjoy it.

After all, how many Hollywood stars do we know?

Ow!

Five bucks for a jar of fish eggs?!

Fred: Oh, now, Fred!

Ethel: Don't make anything out of it.

Five bucks is five bucks.

We'll talk about it later.

Look.

What a beautiful cake!

Isn't it dreamy?

Isn't it dreamy?

Yeah, it's great.

"To my darlin', another Marlon."

Marlon?

Marlon Brando.

Do you know anybody else named Marlon?

Sure. Monroe.

Marlon Monroe!

Oh, Fred.

I'm going to get the baby.

I promised him he could come to the party.

I wouldn't want to disappoint the little doll.

Oh, boy.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, now, Fred, no sneak previews.

Well, you'd think I could have one bite.

After all, my life savings are tied up in those hors d'oeuvres.

Ethel: Hi, honey.

Oh, hi, son.

He's so sleepy.

He's so sleepy.

Here he comes.

Hide the cake. Hide the cake.

Aren't you nice!

Thank you. Thank you.

Say, happy party, papa.

Hiya, there, partner.

He's so sleepy.

Hi, my son.

Show him the cake, honey. Show him the cake.

Oh, look at that beautiful cake!

"To my darlin', another Marlon."

Well, I guess Brando and I do have a lot in common.

Yeah, I can't understand either of you when you talk.

Well, he's got to go back to bed, honey.

You can have your cake in the morning.

Say good night.

Say good night.

I'll save you a nice, big piece.

Aw, he wants to say beddy-bye.

I'll take him.

We'll give you a piece of cake

in the morning, sweetie.

Honey, we'll give you a piece of cake in the morning.

It's so late. I thought I was gonna finish early.

Well, I shouldn't have brought him out, but I...

I'll be right in, son.

I'm sorry, honey.

Well, how did the picture go, dear?

Well, everybody seems to think

it's going to be a hit... a big hit.

Wonderful.

Well, here is to Hollywood.

Oh, wait for me.

Wait for Ethel. Wait for Ethel.

Here, hon.

Here were are.

Here is to Hollywood.

All: Here's to Hollywood.

It's been fun, but it'll be nice to get back home.

Home?

Sure. I'm finished with the picture.

There's nothing to keep US here now.

Well, I know, bu-but we can't leave Hollywood yet.

Why not?

Because there are a million things we haven't seen.

The coconut grove.

Olvera street.

Ava gardner.

The Hollywood bowl.

Catalina island.

Ava gardner.

We heard you the first time.

Oh, we haven't seen the footprints

at grauman's Chinese theater.

Well, I'm sorry, honey, but I got to go back to work.

I got to go back to work at the tropicana.

You know, the studio's not paying for this anymore. I am.

Oh, all right, warden.

When do we leave?

Well, just as soon as you can get ready.

How long will it take you?

Six years.

Lucy...

Well, if you're going to bargain,

I want to start high.

Come on, Lucy.

Four years.

Come on!

Oh, it isn't fair, Ricky.

We haven't seen anything

and we have no souvenirs to take home...

No souvenirs?

Well, hardly any.

What do you call this?

You got a whole box full of junk.

Junk?!

Do you call an orange

autographed by Robert Taylor junk?

Look at this old, dried-up thing.

You can't even read his name.

The letters are all shriveled together.

Oh, they are not.

It's very clear. It says...

: "Robert Taylor."

How about this... this old, tired grapefruit?

That says, "Richard widmark."

It does?

Well, it did when it was young. Right there,

in that deep crevice.

Sure, it says, uh,

: "Richard... Richard widmark."

Robert Taylor and Richard widmark.

Look at this... an old tin can.

Just a minute.

That is not an ordinary old tin can.

This just happens to be an old tin can

that was squashed by Cary Grant's left rear wheel.

Oh, well, that's different.

Yeah, well.

What's this?

"Lana Turner's lipstick print."

Which one of you morons is saving this?

I am!

Give it here before you smear it.

Menus from the brown derby.

Yes.

Match covers from ciro's.

An ashtray from the Beverly Hilton.

So?

Chopsticks from the beachcomber.

You got enough stuff here. Don't worry.

We have not, Ricky.

We just haven't been anyplace.

Now, you just got to give US more time.

Fred: Come on, Rick.

We really wanted to see where you were making the picture.

You said that you would go with US after you finished.

All right. All right.

I'll tell you what.

We'll stay one more week.

Good!

Good!

That's all. One more week.

That's enough. Now, we'll start

the first thing in the morning.

What'll we see first?

I vote for Catalina.

I vote for grauman's Chinese.

We got the majority.

I got the car.

Grauman's Chinese.

Oh, hurry up, Fred.

You've been focusing that thing for 30 minutes.

We haven't got all day.

All right. All right.

I'm ready now.

Come on, look at me, Ethel.

Come on, look at me and smile, Ethel.

Make up your mind.

I can't do both.

Watch for the little birdie, now.

One... two...

Ethel: Fred!

Three!

There. I got a good one.

Don't forget to turn it up to the next picture.

Oh, look, Ethel.

Gloria Swanson's footprints.

Oh, doesn't she have tiny little feet?

I'll say, about size one-and-a-half, I would say.

Oh, Harold Lloyd!

Harold Lloyd's footprint.

Oh, look. His glasses.

Isn't that cute?

How do you suppose they ever did that?

Oh, Lucy, Tyrone power.

What are you doing?

Comparing my leg to Betty grable's.